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By: Ashlee A Burnett

The breaking of a body is the start of a closing prayer,
It is the years of bible school put into practice under olive-oiled hands
that broke a body before,


Revelry is the calm before the storm,

Dancing bodies in colour and waistlines oiled from 

4 o’clock J’ouvert air.

Hail Madonna,

Full of worry and vibrating hands,

I am not with you,

In the stillness of night,

Water becomes a war zone,

The only form of defense is abuelita’s gritted thumb

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